Feng Chenxiang just opened his eyes, and after taking a breath after listening to Feng Qingzhuang's words, his face turned pale with fright, and he fainted gorgeously again. Yin Zheng kept pinching the poor old father next to him.
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On the high seat, Shangguan Xuancheng's eyes were filled with overwhelming anger. He glared at Feng Qingzhuang. He was about to have an attack. Feng Qingzhuang lightly opened her red lips and said: "I stole the flat peach to celebrate my birthday."
"Wonderful, wonderful! The Queen Mother is not a human being. All the children and grandchildren of the nine-day fairy are thieves. It's really a wonderful birthday poem to steal the flat peach to celebrate your birthday." Wu Jingyu praised repeatedly, and was the first to clap his hands, breaking the hall.
of silence
As Wu Jingyu applauded, everyone also praised Shangguan Xuancheng and no longer kept a straight face.
In the main hall, Feng Qingzhuang listened to everyone's praises, which were nothing more than praising her as a talented woman in the world. She felt ashamed. All the poems were appropriated from ancient poems, and none of them were written by her.
At this time, the eunuch in the palace announced: "In the first poetry competition, Miss Feng from the Xingyao Kingdom won the second place and Princess Di from the Dongqi Kingdom came in second. The Fengxiang Lord from the Cangyan Kingdom and Miss Bai from the Shengyue Clan tied for third place."
"Then there will be a second music competition. Each of you can choose some suitable musical instruments for the competition," the little eunuch continued.
After the shouting, another group of palace maids and eunuchs filed in, each holding a tray in their hands. There were various musical instruments on the tray for Feng Qingzhuang and the four women to choose from.
However, among the four of them, except for Feng Qingzhuang who stepped forward without any preparation, the other three stayed put.
Not to mention Bai Jinxiu, a ghost flute never leaves her body, while the instruments of Feng Xiang and Di Yunxi are carried by their maids.
Shangguan Xuancheng was sitting on a high seat. He saw that the other three people did not come forward to choose instruments. Only Feng Qingzhuang stepped forward and frowned at the guqin in the hands of a palace maid. She looked obviously dissatisfied with the guzheng in the hands of the palace maid.
He turned his head and gave Liu Quan a few instructions behind him.
I saw Liu Quan bowing and exiting the main hall. After a while, he led a young eunuch into the main hall. The young eunuch held an ancient qin in his hands, named "Bingxian". The body of the qin was made of red sandalwood, and the strings were
Made of rare ice silk in the world
"Feng Qingzhuang, I have an ice stringed harp here that I can lend you for a while." When Shangguan Xuancheng opened his mouth, everyone looked surprised and several concubines on the high seats even looked jealous.
It turns out that this ice-stringed harp has been passed down for hundreds of years and is one of the famous harps in the world. Shangguan Xuancheng usually treasures it so much that no one touches it, but now he generously takes it out for Feng Qingzhuang to test. No wonder
Those women were jealous
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Feng Qingzhuang did not hesitate. After all, if you want to play a good piece of music, a good piano is also indispensable.
At this time, Fengxiang's maid had already picked up a Jiaowei Guqin and placed it on the piano table. Feng Qingzhuang, Bai Jinxiu and Di Yunxi had returned to their seats. The little eunuch's voice once again sounded in the main hall.
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"Princess Fengxiang of Cangyan Kingdom, playing "Feng Qiu Huang"
Feng Qingzhuang raised her brows when she heard the title of the song. A sarcastic sneer escaped her lips. She glared at Wu Jingyu. It was obvious that Feng Xiang was a drunkard who didn't care about drinking. This song was simply played to someone.
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When Di Yunxi heard the title of the song, she frowned slightly and Bai Jinxiu glanced at Feng Xiang with a sneer.
Feng Xiang was sitting in front of the piano table, and she was very skilled in fingering. She played hard while playing. Occasionally, she raised her head and looked at Wu Jingyu lovingly with her beautiful eyes. Unfortunately, Wu Jingyu didn't even give her a look. The dark eyes
The dark pupil has been lingering on Feng Qingzhuang, occasionally casting a wink at her, but it has not escaped Feng Xiang's eyes.
A surge of anger surged from the bottom of my heart, and Feng Xiang played the heartfelt and passionate "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" with murderous intent. It can be seen that one can tell whether a person is in a good or bad mood through the sound of the piano. It is not wrong at all.
"Hey! What a pity. If I play "Ambush from Flying Daggers" in this state of mind, I'm sure to captivate a lot of people." Feng Qingzhuang sighed while holding a small glass of wine.
"Zhuang'er, last time I played "Feng Qiu Huang" for you, you must play it for me this time too."
While she was drinking happily, Wu Jingyu's secret voice came over. Feng Qingzhuang turned her head to look at Wu Jingyu, rolled her eyes at him, moved her lips slightly, and said two words without saying a word.
"Don't even think about it!"
The interaction between the two fell into Feng Xiang's eyes, which was extremely dazzling. He pointed hard and suddenly, there was a "clang" and the strings were broken.
"Feng Qingzhuang, you despicable person, you know that I like Brother Yu, but you deliberately flirted with Brother Yu while I was playing music, disturbing my mind and causing me to break the strings." Feng Xiang
He stood up from the piano table and pointed angrily at Feng Qingzhuang, bringing the unruly and willful and unreasonable princess of a country to the extreme.
"Feng Xiang, today's challenge is that if you suggest that the strings are broken, I can only blame you for not being good at playing the piano. What does it have to do with me?" Feng Qingzhuang's dark and cold eyes were like sharp arrows, shooting out a cold gaze.
, pointed directly at Fengxiang, and said coldly and without any mercy.
"You..." Feng Xiang was speechless.
"Please play Princess Di of Dongqi Kingdom. The name of the song is "Feng Qinghuang"." The little eunuch's voice sounded suitably. Feng Xiang glared at Feng Qingzhuang and reluctantly walked towards the seat. The maid next to her picked up the piano and put it on the table.
The guqin also followed.
"Zhuang'er, I don't care. If you don't play "Feng Qiu Huang" to me today in front of everyone, I will do it to you tonight," Wu Jingyu threatened through the secret voice.
Feng Qingzhuang didn't even bother to raise her head this time, and was drinking wine comfortably and leisurely.
Di Yunxi was well prepared. With a movement of her fingers, she played "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" smoothly. While playing, she raised her head and looked at Feng Yu affectionately. Her red lips parted slightly, and a lingering song slowly floated out, echoing in the hall.
However, Feng Yu only lowered his head and drank, without even looking at her.
The beauty felt sad, and the music gradually changed, becoming melancholy.
"I didn't expect that the song "Feng Qiu Huang" can be played in so many versions. One is murderous, and the other is sad. It's really refreshing." Feng Qingzhuang took a sip, shook her head and sighed.
"Master, what song are you planning to play later? It won't be "Feng Qiu Huang" too," Yin Zheng bent down and asked.
"Of course not everyone will play, what's the point of me playing again?" Feng Qingzhuang replied lightly, then picked up a piece of food and put it in her mouth to chew slowly.
Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and said again: "Yin Zheng, have you brought a silk handkerchief?"